I hate you and the clothes you wear,
Hate the way you throw your hair,
You're so hard to get,
Like trying to catch a shadow in a butterfly net.
Wistful thinking having you love me,
Sitting there watching you I'm not healing...
What is this spell you cast,
I just want to put you in the past.
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
Three words dripping like honey on my tongue...
No longer are we in the minds of one so young.
But you don't even see what I am,
Should I go out onto a limb?
God...make up my mind,
Why am I always so kind?
Just...stop...please...
I only want to appease...
Am I enough?
Am I enough?
Am I enough?
Thoughts cloud my good intention,
And did I fail to mention...
To go put my loyalty on a shelf,
Gathering dust, I am losing myself.
Am I just a porcelian doll?
Easily broken and oh so small?
Will you break me into pieces?
So that this pain seizes?
Break me now.
Break me now.
Break me now.
End these senseless voices,
Limit this doll's choices.
Leave sitting on the ground,
Turn this smile up side down.
